None of these are particularly odd when you consider that if you see the Google car in your neighborhood you can kind of figure out where it's going to be in a few minutes, so you can go there with a funny costume or striking a pose.

clevershark:None of these are particularly odd when you consider that if you see the Google car in your neighborhood you can kind of figure out where it's going to be in a few minutes, so you can go there with a funny costume or striking a pose.

pudding7:clevershark: None of these are particularly odd when you consider that if you see the Google car in your neighborhood you can kind of figure out where it's going to be in a few minutes, so you can go there with a funny costume or striking a pose.

The Paulina Meat Market is in Chicago. Feel free to check it out if you're in town for a FARK party.

My son and I walk past it every Sunday. We take the train to the Paulina stop and walk to the park down Lincoln, then take the train home. We pass a number of parks on the way there and back, but he likes to ride the train and it's a fun trip for us.

But I digress. I love that there are random people making out in daylight on the street. It's what Jesus would do.

VoodooTaco:pudding7: clevershark: None of these are particularly odd when you consider that if you see the Google car in your neighborhood you can kind of figure out where it's going to be in a few minutes, so you can go there with a funny costume or striking a pose.

logistic:OK, this is cool but that dude is not a photographer. He is a voyeur. A researcher. A clicky-repostapher. But not a photographer.

In this case, I guess. But what is he doing, really? He's going through a bunch of non-discriminate views of the world and taking "snapshots" of it. I realize he's not seeing these views directly with his eye, but finding these pieces of art is still a work of some sort.

My dad had my kids convinced that he could see what they were doing at any given time on the computer so they needed to behave. They, of course, didn't believe him. For proof, he pulled up Google view of our street. The picture had been taken when school was getting out and showed my kids walking home from school.

marcre3363:The Paulina Meat Market is in Chicago. Feel free to check it out if you're in town for a FARK party.

My son and I walk past it every Sunday. We take the train to the Paulina stop and walk to the park down Lincoln, then take the train home. We pass a number of parks on the way there and back, but he likes to ride the train and it's a fun trip for us.

But I digress. I love that there are random people making out in daylight on the street. It's what Jesus would do.

Hey, which three streets in Chicago rhyme with a part of the female anatomy?

Asa Phelps:marcre3363: The Paulina Meat Market is in Chicago. Feel free to check it out if you're in town for a FARK party.

My son and I walk past it every Sunday. We take the train to the Paulina stop and walk to the park down Lincoln, then take the train home. We pass a number of parks on the way there and back, but he likes to ride the train and it's a fun trip for us.

But I digress. I love that there are random people making out in daylight on the street. It's what Jesus would do.

Hey, which three streets in Chicago rhyme with a part of the female anatomy?

Asa Phelps:marcre3363: The Paulina Meat Market is in Chicago. Feel free to check it out if you're in town for a FARK party.

My son and I walk past it every Sunday. We take the train to the Paulina stop and walk to the park down Lincoln, then take the train home. We pass a number of parks on the way there and back, but he likes to ride the train and it's a fun trip for us.

But I digress. I love that there are random people making out in daylight on the street. It's what Jesus would do.

Hey, which three streets in Chicago rhyme with a part of the female anatomy?

Asa Phelps:marcre3363: The Paulina Meat Market is in Chicago. Feel free to check it out if you're in town for a FARK party.

My son and I walk past it every Sunday. We take the train to the Paulina stop and walk to the park down Lincoln, then take the train home. We pass a number of parks on the way there and back, but he likes to ride the train and it's a fun trip for us.

But I digress. I love that there are random people making out in daylight on the street. It's what Jesus would do.

Hey, which three streets in Chicago rhyme with a part of the female anatomy?

Paulina, Melvina, and Lunt

Also, I once got drunk and spent $100 at the Paulina Meat Market. Best drunk purchase ever.